George sighed and moved in front of Dream. He reached up to Dream's face and pulled it down. He ran his hand over his cheek and smiled. "As I have said before, such a pretty face. Why don't you like it?"
"Is the mask really for you? Like to prevent you from seeing your face instead of others? Or are you just hiding your face from everyone?" George asked quietly, waiting for his boyfriend's response nervously.
George nodded, resting his head on Dream's chest. "I've just been thinking about that a lot. Ever since I first saw your face and you said you hated it."
